The bf and I are on a sort-of-break thing...im still confused by it. It hurts me every second of every minute of every hour of every day.
But I've come to understand that I mist respect his wishes. And just wait. I will always me there for him. And I hope he will always be there for me, and in the end, we can both emerge sharing something grand. Something more than love, but knowledge, grace and power. And strength.
I love him so. I will shed a tear for him every night till we join again. And in each tear, I hope takes the stress away that I caused him and I.
I learn to respect, and I respect to learn. But please darling, I hope you hurry the fuck up because my heart feels a bit lonely.
-your love.
